Sound of the Gods

Everything happened in an instant. Mo Xiaoze's scornful expression disappeared, and his powerful hand was engulfed by the fire snake.

What a strange flame!

Xia Jue didn't expect that the flame he sent out was so fierce and a little dull, but suddenly his confidence increased sharply.

Hold the tactical hand and say, "go!"

The flame that just swallowed the great man solidified again, just like a boa constrictor, and rushed to the Xiuxian lying on the ground.

"No, don't flap his flame, protect him!"

"Mom, support the real gas shield quickly, ah, the shield can't stop ~ ~"

"after fast retreat, bad door fire"

it's just that Xia Jue cleared the ground practitioners around him, died and escaped, and no one was injured.

As long as you can stick your upper body to the flame, the flame will devour black carbon.

"Boy, be bold! The sky is pentagonal, surrounded by Xia Jue's black faced man, cold drink, pay homage to the sword in his hand.

The sword cultivator has the strongest attack power and the most powerful attack technique.

Even if the black faced man is not famous, his colleagues are already worthy of boasting.

That's why he was the first to step in.

He thought that even if the other side was building the boundary, he would never see his sword.

After the blue blade left the black face man's palm, suddenly the green awn was flourishing. In an instant, the thick and thin blue awn of the human body only stretched out from half the width of the palm, and its length reached the height of terror. The awn flew to Xiajue with the sound of thunder.

Xia Jue had a taste of the feeling of being caught by the fire snake just now.

To be honest, there was no resistance to the feeling of killing for the first time.

It burns like a roast chicken.

He was possessed by the fire snake he sent. He had doubts about the skill of cultivating immortals, but according to the records of his secretary, in order to make the enemy sleepy, it seemed that his attack power was not so abnormal.

"Brother Xiajue, watch your head." Du Yuehan screams, interrupting Xiajue's meditation.

Xia Jue's experience is not enough. How can he sell himself in the battlefield now? He heard Du Yuehan's cry and looked up. At this time, Jianxiu's flying sword almost covered his whole head, and his power was startled.

Is this the power of magic weapon? I don't know what it is. I really need to learn the basic knowledge.

Facing the sword to repair the top of the flying sword, Xia Jue was unexpectedly thinking about other things.

He didn't worry, he didn't launch any defense measures, and the measuring ruler in his hand whispered softly, as if he smelled some delicious food.

The ruler in Xia Jue's hand trembled slightly, and he felt that he was going to leave his hand.

Xia Jue looked at the ruler in his hand in surprise.

Is the weapon inherited from this father magic weapon? He increased his training speed to a thousand li a day by measuring the sky ruler, but the other functions are not clear. His father left too suddenly and didn't explain anything.

Xia Jue unties it with his bare hands, turns around and rushes to the flying sword.

The man of the sky green sword suddenly disappeared, the body of the flying sword appeared, the flying sword floating in the sky trembled as if it had hit a natural enemy, and was hit by the measuring ruler.

The flying sword screams and is broken by a weight.

The black faced Jian Xiu suddenly opened his mouth and vomited blood. The flying sword was connected with his life. He exercised with his own flesh and blood. Now the flying sword has been destroyed and most of his life has gone.

Not only that, when the sky ruler ascended to the sky, the immortal practitioners such as Ozawa flying on the controller felt that the flying weapon under their feet and the flying sword just sent out the same lament, the effect disappeared and fell from the air.

Ozawa and others soon fell from the air, embarrassed.

Several people tried to urge the flying magic weapon, but instead of any effect, it fell faster.

Ozawa leaped forward and forced himself to heaven with the tactics of physical cultivation.

He and Xia Jue use tornado to fly differently, if only he could clear himself.

You know, if most of the cultivation of an immortal is on magic weapons and magic weapons, if the magic weapons and magic weapons can't work, the immortal's strength will suddenly drop to the bottom.

Perhaps only the self-cultivation sect of the demon sect is not afraid of the heavenly ruler as a magic weapon.

Ozawa regretted that he didn't collide with Xiajue head-on, so he dropped the gray ruler out of thin air from Xiajue's white hand. All the time, he thought it was too expensive for him.

"Don't be crazy, boy. No one knows what kind of magic you can use to make our magic tools break down.

Look at my magic weapon Ozawa said so. With a wave of his hand, something like a flag appeared on his hand.

It's like the flag of a mortal's funeral, which shines with all kinds of light, indicating that it's not an ordinary product.

Ozawa's flag just appeared, and the sky seemed like the ruler's measuring ruler in the world. Suddenly, a joyful sound like a dragon's chant came from the sky.

Ozawa has not really played a role in the "thousand souls banner" he received from his own father.Seeing that Xia Jue was hard to deal with, he thought about changing the decadent trend with the "thousand soul flag" smelted and made by this master.

However, I didn't expect that once the "thousand soul flag" came out, it was like a beautiful woman bathing in the pond, causing the covet of Tianchi.

As soon as qianhun banner unfolded, it rolled up and trembled as if to escape from Mo Xiaoze's hands.

Ozawa unexpectedly advocates that the law has overtaken the qianhun banner. The qianhun banner turns out to be a fierce work. Dozens of skeletons are flying from the banner, and Mo Ozawa attacks it fiercely.

Ozawa screamed, the body's real gas shield was broken, the amulet spell was broken, and the defense necklace was directly activated, blocking the skeleton's attack.

At this time, Tianchi had already reached the top of Mo Xiaoze's head. Tianchi was ringing. Qianhun banner seemed to be shaking. It escaped from Mo Xiaoze's hands and floated in the air. But under Tianchi, it seemed that it could not exceed the height of Tianchi.

Xia Jue was stunned to see from the back. Can this ruler surpass other magic weapons? I can't believe it.

Du Yuehan rubs his big eyes again and pinches them on his thigh. It really hurts.

It was only then that I realized that what I saw in front of me was not an illusion or a dream.

What kind of magic weapon is this? I've never heard of any other magic weapon.

Ozawa shivers all over. Half of his magic weapon has been lost at this time, and he dare not take out the rest.

That measuring ruler is really abnormal, even the magic weapon of training virtual environment master's day has been received.

He looked at the empty ruler with a greedy expression in his eyes, dreaming of killing Xia Jue and taking it away. It was obvious that measuring the empty ruler was a treasure.

Tianchi is refined by Xiajue's essence and blood Festival, and is connected with Xiajue God.

Xia Jue's bare hands, a little unwilling from the sky, fell into Xia Jue's white hands again.

Just now, Mo Xiaoze's thousand soul flag also fell down from the sky together with measuring Tianchi and landed beside Xia Jue.